Corporate Man is called in to investigate reports of vile, unethical business practices at Great American Business Company. What he finds there just might destroy him (except we all know the ending to The Tragic Death of Corporate Man so it should be fairly obvious that it can't really destroy him, though it can come close).

Enslaved by the Bonus Whores is an all new Corporate Man Adventure Serial. Chapters will post every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

After nearly a decade of imprisonment, Corporate Man returns to find the economy in ruins and his deadliest enemies in control of all but a fraction of society's wealth. He embarks upon a quest to set right the wrongs of the business world; a task that will ultimately destroy him.

Monday, September 24, 2012

Chapter 117

The woman with more teeth than the average person rushed up the steps toward the doors of The Jacob Center Tower.  She had seen Corporate Man going into the building from her seat on the bus.  It had taken a great deal of floundering hysterics to get the bus driver to stop, her swollen mouth hindering communication.  That they were not at a prescheduled bus stop location added to the difficulty.
Luckily, the bus driver put on the brakes and opened the door before she had to jam her gun in his face.
When she got to the door she peered in through the glass just in time to see a sweaty, fat man with rolled up shirt sleeves and slicked down hair lunge at Corporate Man.  The woman in the dark blue suit, standing next to Corporate Man, dipped low, her face almost touching the ground, her leg fully extended in the opposite direction, her foot catching the lunging fat man in his sack of peanuts.
The woman with more teeth than the average person crept into the building.  Bellows from the fat man echoed through the lobby.  She tried to suppress a grin.  The big man hit the polished lobby floor with a meaty slap.  Corporate Man and the woman in blue fanned out, signaling to the others who were standing nearby.  The woman with more teeth than the average person then noticed a woman in a mauve skirt and jacket with a dark purple blouse gripping the wrist of a haggard looking man.  The woman with more teeth than the average person recognized this man.  She’d met him at corporate functions.  He was the head of the Northside branch of IBC Inc.
Others in various colored suits sprang into action when the timid man with the royal blue necktie shouted something about being sorry, that they’d gotten to him first, and donkey punch.